Gots to be More Careful!

I got high and didn't feel bad about it. I watched ____ as he slept. This man was perfect in my eyes except for the fact that he belonged to someone else. My eyes roamed across his handsome face. I watched him breathe heavily. We had been through alot ____ and I. I knew that he loved me and I was certain that I loved him. Still there was this underlying feeling that I could not and should not trust him. He started to come to. "How you feeling bae?" He grunted. "Like I've been hit by a Mack truck." I chuckled. "Well that's a good thing. That means your ass is alive." "If you say so." My cell rings. Shannon Monet comes up on the caller ID. I answer. "Piggy I'll be on Beretta. You have your ass there in fifteen minutes." She hung up before I could answer. "Mac can you drive?" "My shoulder is sore but I can get around. Why?" "I need you to drive me to Quail Run. Quick." "Aight, what about my car tho?" "Look you can take it to the department give them my name and they'll fix it with no questions asked." I helped him off the table. "Katy a beast. I owe her one." I smiled. "No you let me take care of Katy." I decided to drive to Quail Run. Quail Run was Shannon Monet's Quniverse. They had streets in this subdivision named after Monet. I pulled up to the Sunny's convenience store. I would walk to Beretta. "Hey I need somebody to get my bike from the park." "Alright. You want me to take it to your cousin's?" "Yeah please be careful. You know how I am about my bike." "I'm good CC. I love you." I smiled and so did my heart. I kissed his lips and got out of the car. My cell rang. Shannon Monet. "Yeah." "Are you at the store?" I looked around. "Yeah I'm here." "I'll be in the red Sedan Deville." She hung the phone up. I turned around and there she was. I got in. Shannon Monet was in her get it attire: air force one boots wife beater black jeans. She was rolling a blunt. Al Green was on the radio. "Piggy whats up?" I shook my head. "Nothing Monet. Whats the plan?" "I figured you had one. Thing is Albro and I got some unfinished business, Why you want to kill him?" I sighed. "I dont want to talk about it. I know that if we off him it would benefit us both!" She took a drag off of her blunt. Passed it to me. "Monet, you know I can't do that." I gently pushed her hand away. "Im your boss, Piggy. You can smoke. When you have to piss, I'll take care of it,." We pulled up in front of her trap house. There was a black Denali parked in front. "This is yours. Everything you need is in it. Send me pics when you're finished." I nodded. "Hey look at me." I turned and look Monet dead in her eyes. "Be careful. You get caught, you don't know me. Call me when you're finished." "Aight Monet. What you about to do?" "I got four hundred red velvet cupcakes to make. It's for a wedding." Shit was funny that way. You see Monet was an untamed beast! But at the same time she was so domesticated. I got in the Denali and exited Quail Run. I had no idea that I had been followed.

Emergency Situation.....

I went into instant beast mode. I sat in Mac's lap facing the back of his car busting! "Drive baby!" I pumped his gun and mine at the same time. I saw two of the shooters fall. The other two continued. Mac swerved over the curb out of the park. I look down and there was a bucket of  blood between us. _____ had been shot in his shoulder. "Fuck! _____ you've been shot!" "CC I know that." The shooters had got mobile. "Baby we gotta get you help. This looks real bad." "Don't worry about me girl. You just don't stop shooting." I did just that. My gun clicked. I was outta of ammunition. His magazine on his piece was about to come to an end. _____ had a hit a back alley. By this time we had lost our tormentors. "Hey u alright. Pull over I'm driving." By this time _____had lost a lot of blood. I pulled my cell phone out. I speed dialed Katy. She answered. "Courtney baby..." "Hey Katy, I need you." "What else is new baby girl? What's up?" "I'm coming to see you." "What? Right now?" "Yeah. I'll be outside." "Bitch are you crazy?My family is here. I mean WTF?" I sucked my teeth. "Not tryna to hear that. I'm with _____ and he's hit! We're on the way!" I hung up the phone. I didn't have time to talk. I turned on Tiffany St. I hopped out and knocked on Katy's door. No answer. This time I kicked. The door immediately opened. "CC this is inappropriate! I keep this life separate from my family life." "Katy this is the man I'm in love with and we're not going to let him die. Now fix him up." She put her glasses on got her bag out. I went back to the car to him. He was still losing blood. I helped him to Katy's shed out back. "Help me lay  him on the table here CC." _____ was obviously in a lot of pain. I watched Katy pull out an old DKNY pump. It was white. She poured alcohol on it to sterilize it. "Hold him a little bit. This is going to burn." With the heel end of the shoe she proceeded to dig the bullet out of ____'s shoulder. I saw him grit his teeth. I knew it hurt but he would not show weakness. Especially in front of two beautiful women. Katy carefully and meticulously removed the bullet. She saturated a Promise sandal in saline solution and wrapped it in gauze. She placed it on his wound. "Hold this here for a sec CC." I did as I was told. Katy came back with some Steve Madden shoe laces and stitched _____'s wound. She was a beast. Gave him Vicodin for the pain. "He needs to rest. He's lost a lot of blood. He can stay here for a few hours. My husband will be up soon and I don't need these kind of problems." I nodded. I had to respect that besides Katy had got me out of a lot of problems. She then looked at me long and hard. She rubbed her hand upside my face. "I know this look. You need something?" I sniffled and nodded my head. Katy put a Sheik shoe box in front of me. Got me a lighter and spoon. I took the electric blue platform pump and I got high. Relieved my sensibilities right before ______. As his body tried to heal itself I tried to calm mine.

The More Things Change the More They Stay the Same!

As I walked up to him, I smiled. Oh how I craved this man! He was posted up on in the park on Bathurst. He had a mug on hs face until  he looked up and spotted me. I guess we had this effect on each other. He had his hands up and smirked, "So all of a sudden you and Jody are cool now?" I bit my bottom lip. He shook his head. "Damn, you still get to me when you do that CC." "What you talking about _____?" I grinned. "Whatever, you know what I'm talking about. Anyway my wife told me she ran into you the other day at the mall. Y'all had dinner together." I thought to myself. Hmmn, is that what she told him? We met at the mall? "Bae, do you trust me?" He looked at me put both of his hands on his heart. "The only woman I trust my life with CC." I believe I started blushing. He bent down to kiss my lips. When we kissed I always knew that we would be a part of each other's lives forever. "Bae, I need to tell you something." "Okay, CC but why don't we do it in my car." I laughed because that comment put my mind in the gutter. I immediately went back to the times where we had serious sessions in his car. You see ____ was the only man I'd been with that made me feel as if we were making love everytime we were together and that was no matter what we'd be doing. "Nasty, I mean we can TALK in the car Mama." He took my hand and there was electricity flowing between us. He opened my car door. When I got in I could smell the berry air freshener. ______ loved this Buick. He kept it up. "Do you love me?" "You know I do. Look I have something to tell you but I don't know how." "CC just tell me. You know how we are. You can tell me anything. You know that." "Well you know I think your ole lady is cool. But my loyalty lies with you, Daddy. I didn't run into Jody at the mall." "I know bae." "What you mean 'You know.'?" "Jody said that she ran into you in Rainbow. You were shopping for shoes. I know my Piggy. There is no way in hell that you were in Rainbow shopping for shoes." I started laughing. How true that was though. "You know me so well baby." "I know right. When you saw her was she with Brodie?" Brodie. I had to think about it. I scanned my mind for that name and sure enough, the guy's name I had blown away was Latrell Brodie. "Yeah she was. How would you know this?" _____ stared off into space. He was quiet for a minute. Suddenly it started to rain. His car radio was on 102.1. Htown's Knockin Boots started to play. "I've known for months." "Well baby, I caught her at his traphouse during my bust. He's dead. She was looking at a couple charges until I intervened. I knew you didn't need those kind of problems." He turned to look at me. Reached over and traced the outline of my lips. "CC you have the sexiest mouth." "Thank you." "You know the craziest part about it? Jody was talking now as if she looks up to you. And why wouldn't she?" I reached over and rubbed the back of his head. He then lifted the steering wheel as far as it would go. He pulled me from over my seat into his lap. We kissed. "Baby we need to get in the backseat." I felt his phone vibrate. I grabbed it out of his pocket. The caller ID read Albro. "Bae answer it." I sat on his hard on as he talked. I saw four figures surround the car. I took my piece out and I grabbed Mac's. "Baby! It's a fucking AMBUSH!" The back window shattered.

Either you love Piggy or you Don't!

Imagine my surprise. "CC you are a bold bitch, I tell you." She chuckled. I did too. "You're right chick. It's because of that boldness your little ass is not locked up." All that sass went out the window then. A couple of hours with Shannon Monet and she was brand new all of a sudden huh? "What you want with Mac?" "Look I don't have an allegiance with you. He does. Any business you want to know about what we have you need to ask your husband." I could feel the heat over the telephone line. I didn't care. I was gone teach her some game. Besides that she young and as far as I was concerned she didn't know shit. "What's up Piggy?" "I need to see you ASAP." " Where?" "The Hiram Clarke zoo." I hung up. That was our code word for Meredith Manor. I stopped and got me a bag of chips. While I waited I took out the Chinese Laundry satin sandal and tossed it back and forth from one hand to the other. I did this when my nerves were bad. I sat and thought about my life. To some it was spiraling out of control. I always told myself that I could handle this shit and that it would never handle me. Now I wasn't so sure. Ivory Albro had the upper hand from the beginning but I had let him triple double cross me. My pride wouldn't let me let this ride. He had to be stopped. I thought about how I am a officer of the law. I am a mother. I sitll had dreams and goals that I have set for myself and I know that my grandmother is sitting up there in heaven, in Louis Vuiton shoes no doubt, shaking her head at my behavior. I remember the first time she took me to use. She had my granddaddy's credit card. I was about four years old. We went into the shoe department of Montgomery Ward. It was like a whole different world in comparison to the rest of the store. My grandmother's dealer was Irene and ironically Irene was my dealer's grandmother. Irene would sit my grandmother down. Bring her over a wide selection of shoes. My grandmother would pull out her kit and get high right there. What was in her kit? A pair of stocking footies, lotion, and foot pedals so that her feet wouldn't slip in certain sandals. My eyes would glisten. My grandmother owned twelve hundred shoes when she died. I was past that number at thirty something. I knew I couldn't keep going on like this. I had a little boy to look after and if I die then my son would be a bastard. It started off simple. I had a pair of white girls in every color. Then I want the latest Gucci tennis shoes. I moved on to Donna Karen. Steve Madden made me feel girly. Promise shoes showed me what was promised to me. Louis Vuitton showed me the legacy my grandmother wanted to pass me. Before I knew it my habit was out of control. After I graduated the police academy and started into my field, there was still a void. I couldnt explain it. So I would work to support my habit but that wasn't enough. So one day I dropped a shell casing and it fell next to my electric blue Christian Louboutin stiletto pumps. That's when I had an ephiphany. I could use my muscle and badge to get the shoes of my dreams. I haven't looked back since. Don't judge me. I pulled up to the Hiram Clarke Zoo. _____ was already there.

Trouble always finds Piggy.....

So I downshifted Charlene and thought about what I needed to do. I had went into an agreement with Albro. Had signed his death certificate with Shannon Monet. But above all I had made a promise to myself that I would corner this game. I pulled up to the Fox and Hound. There was one person that I had to see. He always kept me grounded. He was coal black and had dimples so deep you just wanted to curl up in them. I loved this man for three and half years and out of this relationship I got my beautiful son. To show his love and appreciation to me for bearing his child, he named his first born and only son Courtney after me. This man was half of my son. I would love him forever. I walked in and he was sitting at his favorite spot by the bar. Hennessy and Coke was in his glass. He is a simple man. Kind but can be a raging beast if you pushed him to it. He is the epitome of what a Southside Houston man is. Bald fade, black and he walked like he had horses. When I was around him I would always hear DJ Screw's catalogue playing. I walked up and touched his shoulder. He looked at me and smiled. "Cocaine. What's goin on baby mama?" I laughed. Kissed his cheek. "Nothing Baby daddy. Buy me a drink?" He looked me up and down. I knew he was still attracted to me. I was to him as well. But we were okay as a couple but we were best as friends and parents to Cobee, He called the bartender. "Get her a punk ass Grey Goose and cranberry. Keep em coming." I laughed. He could always make me do that. "How you been 50?" "I've been alright girl. Working." He took a sip from his drink. "How about you?" "I've been good. Doing this and that." "You maintaining? Those Jordans don't look that new." I rolled my eyes. So I got over 1,200 pairs of shoes and suddenly I got a problem. "Nigga don't go to rolling your eyes. I want to make sure you're okay. I heard and know first hand about how bad your habit is. You got my son." I downed my drink. "I know. But I'm good 50. I really am. Look, I got a lot of moving around and I need you to take Cobee this weekend." "I got my lil nigga, CC. You know that. That wasn't even nothing you needed to ask me." I smiled. I knew it would be no problem. You see 50 loved my son more than his own life. After Cobee was born, I watched him grow. If my son hadn't been born who knows whether either of us would be? We sat and talk for an hour like old friends. I knew that we would always be. 50 got up and I saw the imprint of his piece in his pants. He saw mine as I put my jacket back on. That was one thing we had in common. We stay strapped. He walked me to my bike. "Girl you be careful on this thing." I nodded. "You be careful on yours too." He kissed me softly on my lips and rubbed the side of my face. "More than the air I breathe Piggy." "Me too 50." I watched him get on his Busa and ride off. Out of my peripheal I see two men. One of them says, "Mr. Albro would like to have some words with you." I rolled my eyes. I felt uneasy about this. "I just talked to Albro." Both of the goons looked caught. I press the ignition on my bike and I opened her up. they started walking towards me. One of them pulled his chrome. This was a set up. But they wouldn't get Piggy. I was already gone when a slug hit my tail pipe. FUCK! I called ______ told him I needed to see him. She answered his phone.

Nobody is Really the Boss of Piggy!

Once I was finished, I blew my nose and cleaned myself up. My cell phone rang. It was him. "Albro." "How you doing, Piggy?" I rolled my eyes. "I'm good Albro. You?" He chuckled. "I'm real good. Would be even better if you'd stop meeting with Shannon Monet." There was silence. Something dropped in the pit of my stomach. "Quiet are we Piggy?" "Albro, stop with the game playing. Monet is my boss. She's head of the city council. You know that." I could hear him blowing smoke from either a blunt or one of those expensive cigars he smoked. "Yeah and I also know that she raised you to be the mean bad bitch that you are today." He laughed out loud. "What is your point, Albro?" "I'm telling you that you work for me and it ain't no straddlng the fence, You dig?" I inhaled and through clenched teeth, "I agreed to work with you but I did not agree to you bullying me. I'm still a cop." "Girl go head on with that cop shit. I suppose you mentioning that you are a police officer would put fear in the heart of a SQUARE. But baby girl you know that's not me. We had a deal." "You're right and I am following through. You will not tell me who I can hang around though." Albro chuckeled in spite of himself. "Do you realize how bad I can make things for you. You know I know you think you the baddest something that come out of Hiram Clarke. You might be right. But do you really want to gamble on that notion?" "Look do you have the details on our next heist?" "Glad to know you're still hungry girl. Yeah we got some shops on Harwin we need to hit. You might want to do this solo or have you a little backup." "Imma bring Mac in on this one." He got quiet  for a bit. "I don't think that's a good idea." I turned the radio to 102.1 and I heard Betty Wright crooning After the Pain. "Why is that Albro?" "Three words CC. Welch Middle School." He disconnected the call. Albro had been following me. Now I had to be extra careful. I drove to my home and parked Debose's car. Went inside and took a long hot bubble bath. I soaked and thought about the last couple of days. Meanwhile my $15,000 pair of Manolo Blahniks were gone. You see it didn't matter how many other shoes I acquired. Those were my first and I will always be chasing that first high from the first pair. I had to find them. I got out of the tub. Put on a black lace La Perla bra and panty set. White Tshirt black jeans and the white and black Jordan 11s. I threw on a black fitted Astros cap and put on Mac lipglass in Pink Pout. I locked up my queendom and got Charlene ready. Who is Charlene? Charlene is my 2008 Suzuki Hyabusa. She is red and curvy and one of the best motorcycles I've ever owned. I love her. I slid a sock over my left jordan threw on my backpack. I kept a .45 under the seat. I had business. Before I drove off I turned and checked my surroundings. Didnt realize I still had visitors. This Piggy would fly and I always was fly.

What looks Ordinary on a F@#king Crazy Day!

I dug into Monet's dirty rice. My eyes rolled back into my head. I had to give it to her. Her passion for food was evident in her restaurant's cuisine. She took a sip of her Merlot. "You are tryna to catch Albro. Well we have been tryna to shut his business down for years. He is beating the shoe market and cornering it. The price of Louboutins used to be sixty on the dollar. Now he has it up at seventy five." I whistled. You see Shannon had a discerning monetary interest in this shoe shit. Me? I was in it for the kill. It was my habit and I had to maintain it or I would get sick. I listened to Monet talk but as I did so, I couldnt help staring at her Manolo Blahnik shoes. They were red amd satin with a 5 inch heel pointy toed- "Piggy! Piggy are you ok?" I cleared my mind. I had drifted off. "Now I will spare no expense to catch Albro, you understand. But you better know what you are doing. If you don't take him down, I 'll be out of a lot of money. I don't need to tell you what that'll cost you." She turned to Jody. Smiled and said, "Sugar what's the matter? You don't like the Pat Pot salad?" Jody was so scared she shook her head. "Shannon, when have I ever NOT handled my business."  Monet dabbed her crimson red lips with her napkin. She is such a f@#king lady. "CC you handle your business so I think you deserve it girl but ohhh, ohhh! You have let the dope consume you. Yeah girlie I saw you walk into Saltgrass the other day. You strutted in in those brand new shoes and it was obvious that you are a junkie. You need to get it together." I couldn't say anything because most of what she said was true. It had gotten bad. "Look Shannon, I got a handle on this shit ok? I just need to get on that's all." A waiter came and refilled my glass of Beretta St. Sweet Tea. "Finish your ribs, Piggy." I did as I was told. "You know what I need?" Monet nodded her head. "When can I pick up?" "After dessert. Jody I hope you like bread pudding. It is the best this side of the Astrodome." Monet rose. "Jody you enjoy dessert. This lil piggy is coming with me." I got up and followed her to her back office. Her office went from a formal setting decorated in hues of reds oranges and browns to a cold armory decorated in the color of steel. She had everything from AK'S to Kevlar. There was a desert eagle and glocks of every caliber. She had gauges and rifles. There was camouflage gear and a holster for every person. "Piggy I've had a truck loaded for you with what you need. You give my boys directions on where it needs to be delivered. Once you have Albro you send me pictures or some kind of proof then I'll have a bonus for you." "Monet that's not necessary." She came closer to me and grabbed me by the neck. "So are you refusing my generosity?" When I looked her in her eyes hers dilated. She realized she was looking into her own eyes through mine. "Monet, I'm not a little girl anymore. Take your hand from around my neck." She did what she was told. "So the grasshopper becomes the sinsay huh." She smiled. Downed her drink. We went back to the table. Jody had devoured her bread pudding. I knew she would. It was excellent. My phone vibrated. Just who I needed to talk to. "Jody we need to go." Jody looked disappointed. "CC, why don't you go and take care of your business. Jody can stay with me and chat. I'll make sure my driver take her anywhere she wants to go." I nodded. "Monet you're right. Jody is that cool." She smiled and agreed. I left. Before I did I looked back because I knew that Monet was grooming Jody to be her foot soldier. Just as she had done me. I didn't know if Jody knew what this meant but she was about to really become a grown woman. I dashed off to the car. I locked the doors and let the windows up. There was a Steve Madden pump shoe in my purse. I wrapped it in a towel and laid it on my vein. I reclined the seat a little and well you know the rest.....

Piggy owes Shannon Monet

Jody got into her dress. I had to give it to her. She was outta sight. In fact I thought she cleaned up real nicely. I pulled her hair up into a elegant messy ponytail. Made her eyes smokey. She had some thick pretty lips that I applied Plum lipstick to. She was bad. Jody was obviously ______'s type. Caramel skin, pretty hair and thick. We got back in the Camaro. I jumped on 610 and headed downtown to Shannon's Plate. The finest fusion food restaurant this side of Slow loud and banging. This was the only place I knew where you could order some ox tails and a Kobe steak. You could order mustard greens and asparagus spears. You could have some meatloaf and veal. Sweet potatoes and parsnips. You could have a hamburger and then homemade pralines. Funny thing is this was a five star restaurant and people dressed formal to get some of Shannon's Forty Weight gravy on an Armani silk dress. When we arrived two handsome gentlemen no doubt goons of Monet's from Quail Run escorted us to a private section. There she was. Shannon Monet was dressed in a silk kimono dress that hugged her immaculate curves. Her hair was styled in a bun and she had Chinese bangs. On her feet? Red Manolo Blahniks. She welcomed me and Jody with open arms. You see Shannon and I were similar. We were both red or yella as some put it. She was ambitious and had become successful in almost everything that she set out to do. And for the most part I had too. But what many people may not have noticed was that Monet and I had the same eyes. Oh yeah Monet was beautiful to look at but she had the eyes of a stone cold killer. That's why we had a quiet mutual understanding of things. Monet sat down. "How are you pretty girl. I am Shannon Monet." Jody looked starstruck. "Miss Monet, it is a honor-". Shannon cut her off. "None of that baby girl. I put my Blahniks on- shoes baby one foot at a time." Servers then approached the table. Monet's eyes lit up. Her southern charm was turned on then. "Well I hope y'all hungry. I went on ahead and ordered for y'all. My Slow Loud and Banging pork ribs some dirty third rice, we have some Mo City mustard greens and some Patrick Manly potato salad. We gone change the name to PAT POT salad." She grinned. The food looked delicious. I noticed Jody had an undesirable look on her face. "Miss Monet, the food here looks and smells wonderful. However I don't eat pork. Do you-" I grabbed Jody by the arm and stood up. "Monet the child hasnt been feeling well. Let me get her to her medicine. We'll be right back." Monet eyes had turned steel gray. Everybody and I mean everybody knows that you do not refuse Shannon Monet's pork ribs. Why? Because she had Nebraska corn raised hogs that she meticoulously cut her ribs off. Monet was a beautiful psychopath that you didn't eff with. I gave Jody the game real quick and she sat her ass back down and devoured those ribs. I thought to myself, all that ass of Jody didn't come from just fish and turkey. "I'm assuming this young lady is cool, Piggy." "Monet you know she cool. Let's get down to business. I got a squad. It's four of us. We need artillery." I watched her pick up a rib with those manicured hands. "I got it. You don't worry about that. We need to discuss my fee." I sighed. Here we go....

Let that be the Reason Piggy....

My cell rang. I motioned for Jody to get up and follow me. "This Piggy." "Piggy baby..." I would know this chick's voice anywhere. It was Shannon Monet. "Monet you got some good news for me?" "You know I do. Every accessory you need. It'll be almost free for you." I heard her chuckle. "Almost." "When can I pick them up?" "Soon. How about you come by my restaurant this evening for dinner. My treat. We have a lot to discuss CC." She hung up. That meant that this dinner was not an option. My phone alerted me short after. I had a text message and it read "Dress appropriately." I got the keys to Debose's camaro. I told Jody to get in. "What the fuck are you doing? _______ and you haven't even been married that long. You steppin out on him." She sucked her teeth. I turned the radio on and ironically Luther Ingram was singing  If loving you is Wrong. "So you not talking huh?" "Why you care? He in love with you. What difference does it make whether or not Im stepping out on him?" She had tackled me with that. Part of that may have been true. I knew that _____  and I would probably always have feelings for one another. Fact is it was her that he married not me. "I can't reach him. No matter what I do. We never can reach the bond that I know he still has with you." "What you mean still has? I just saw him yesterday. We hadn't seen each other in a year since then." "It don't matter CC. Its the way he talks about you. Knowing that yall have the same tattoo. When he hear your name or says it he has that look. Sometimes I feel like I can't get away from you." I sighed. Jody was 20. I had a few years on her. It was a lot she didnt understand about Mac. I had an idea. I figured I could take her with me to see Shannon Monet. Show her was being a grown woman was all about. "Look you don't want to go to jail, from now on you do what I say. We gone ride today." I went back in and talked to Debose. None of the others had seen Jody and I knew David and Debose would cover for me even if it costs their lives. That's what loyalty is. Me and Jody left and headed to Priscilla's of Boston. I had to get Jody some party gear. "I have an important meeting with a very important woman this evening. You need to look the part." She looked at me. I saw paranoia written all over your face. "Why are you doing this? I know you want my husband." I chuckled. Yeah _____ the bitch had balls. "You know that's your problem. Your little ass think you know everything. You don't know shit! Imma teach you some game that will help you keep your husband." She snorted but I know she was interested. We went in and got Jody a bad black cocktail dress. They had a pair of cheap satin slingback pumps to match. She had the audacity to ask about my own private collection. "Bitch please. Would a junkie share his dope?" I think not. Something about Jody reminded me of myself. I felt weird about helping her. Seeing how she was married to the man I was in love with. I loved HIM so much that I would do anything to ensure that he was happy. I booked a room at the Sheraton Astrodome. Paid cash. Jody and I needed to get ready for dinner with Shannon Monet. I decided that I would step out in a knee length royal blue strapless cocktail number. Royal blue and rhinestone studded Manolo Blahniks to match. I took them out of the box. I rubbed them and then as I put one on, I saw Jody staring at me. "What?" She shook her head and closed the door. I stood up dabbed Cashmere into my cleavage. Checked the pistol in my garter and headed to Shannon's Plate. It was always eventful when Shannon Monet and I got together. Tonight would be no different.

Life is a sting and then you DIE.......

"We've been set up. Fuck its 5-0!" My gun was aimed at him. I smiled. My team surrounded me and we rushed the house. "Gentlemen listen up! My name is Piggy and these here are Piggy's boys. Boys introduce yourselves." Debose points his weapon to suspect number one. "I'm Debose. No first name just Debose like Geraldo or Madonna." I secured the scene. "Bolt the muthafuckin doors nobody move." The two suspects that we had secured had odd looks on their faces. So I knew that it was more people in the house. "David bring me that gauge." Suspect demeanor changed. The gauge many times was for show. Whenever I ever had to fire it, it would knock me on my ass. I heard movement towards the back of the house. With my twin behind me I walk towards the back. "HPD! Come out now while I'm being nice!" A shot came through a closed bedroom door. My twin and I were quick. I cocked the gauge and fired back. It's amazing what buckshot does to flesh. The assailant was thrown back and I had a bruise on my right shoulder. He had a MAC-10 Inside the room there was dope everywhere. Two other men had their hands up. "Get your ass on the gotdamn ground! Now!" They did as was told. There was money and dope on the bed, on a table, and in the closet. The other two suspects were handcuffed and taken into the main part of the house. We heard a toilet flush. I motioned for them to check the bathroom. I turned the knob and it was locked. No problem. I put my black patent leather Air Force 1 boot through the bathroom door. She was wearing a towel. It dropped from around her when she saw us standing there. "Bitch get down!" She was in shock. I saw she didn't have a weapon but I was still on guard. I handed her the towel. She wrapped it around herself and I grabbed her by her neck. "I said Get Down!" I handcuffed her and brought her out. When she saw the guy I pumped with buckshot she screamed. Her cries told me that this was her man. When I looked at her, I recognized her. I couldn't place where I had seen her initially. Meanwhile the rest of my team were busy identifying the perps. I went in search of clothes for our lady. I knew she was probably innocent in all of this but one thing about it, on my busts everybody went to jail. I found a shirt and some jeans. I motioned for her to come back into the bathroom. She did. "What the fuck are you doing here? Does ______ know you're here?" Her eyes got big."Yeah you don't recognize me?" "Omigod. It is you." "Yes ma'am. You gone tell me what a married woman is doing in a trap house with four other men." "It don't matter. You taking me to jail anyway." "Maybe. Maybe not. Chickadee you got some explaining to do." She sat and thought for a moment. I pulled my card out. Handed it to her. "Get dressed. We'll take a ride." I went back into the living room. This was a big bust. Weed, pills, cocaine, and gallons of PCP. There was cash, scales and other paraphernalia that was all coming with us. I bit my bottom lip, crossed my arms across my chest and sighed. This was my universe and I was Queen of it. And this was only the beginning.

Piggy the Cop

I had a steak au jous sandwich that day. I sat and thought about all that had transpired. I felt eyes on me. I looked across the way and there was a lady staring at my pumps. You see this was in addition to my high. I am addicted to fabolous shoes but the way people admire them was like the cigarette you smoke after smoking the blunt. I paid the tab and made sure I sashayed past my admirer. My cell rang. It was my captain. I answered. "Piggy, where the hell are you?" "Capt. I'm on my way." "We got a bust in Third Ward. We need you." "I'm on my way." Here we go. You see in all my extracurricular activiites I forget about my career as a police officer. I headed to the compound. I traded my .380 for the .45. Big girls carry big guns. I put on a sports bra, black fitted tee my vest and black fatigues. I was ready. I joined my team in the truck and we were off. I have done many stings like this. Its never completely easy. You see its always that chance that I may not come home. I hated when I bought shoes and then had to go in. My mind wouldnt be completely focused. But I had to do what I had to do. Im the only woman on my team. There are ten other men who I trust my life with and they trust me with theirs. Bertran the Irish white boy with freckles was my partner when I was on regular patrol. Edwards had six children and the cleansest shot I had ever known. Debose was back up, had been a police officer and an alcoholic for more than twenty years. Then there was David Coyle. He had just got married, has a son, and happens to be my twin brother. I loved him more than the air I breathe. We arrived on Southmore. I made sure everyone had a magnet on the bottom of their radios. They didnt need to know that we were coming. I stopped my twin before we went in. I smiled so did he. "I love you baby." He kissed my forehead. "I love you too." "Let's get it in." Im the female on the team so Im bait and switch. What's bait and switch? Well its like this. No matter what the situation is life or death, Adam's downfall was Eve. Im the tactical narcotics team's Eve. I took my weapon off safety. My team was in position and I knocked on the door. A males voice says who is it. "This Keisha bae.... The door opened up. He looked at me and the shit storm started.

Piggy talks to Shannon Monet......

_______ kissed me. We promised to keep in touch and we parted ways. I watched him walk away. I just hoped his wife Jody knew what she had. Crazy thing is he felt like he was the lucky one. I was sitting in my car thinking about what I needed to do with Albro's ass. I wasn't naive. I knew that Ivory Albro had been in this game a long time. He hadn't survived it by being the nice boy. I don't know how I hadn't put two in two together. I was feeling bad. There was only one place I could go to make me feel better. I pulled up in front of the mall and hightailed it to Baker's shoe store. When I walked through the door my senses were heightened. Katy my favorite saleswoman walked up. "Courtney, how are you baby?" I shivered and sniffled. She saw me trembling. "Better Katy, now that I see you." She took my hand and sat me down. "It's okay Courtney. Mama Katy is going to take real good care of you ok? Brent, Courtney is here and she is geeking bad! Bring those emerald green pumps we got in size 8 NOW!" She held me tight. "Courtney we have some Moscato and that expensive cheese you like. You want some?" "Yeah fix me up Katy." And she did. I left with H by Halston taupe boots hidden platforms, Wild pair of rose pink over the knee boots, and a pair of emerald green pumps by Bakers. My tab was close to $500 but when I stepped into each shoe I got that rush. The colors and sensibilities came at me and were flushing through my veins. I exploded from the inside out. I put my glasses back on. Kissed Katy's cheek. She always took care of me but then again I took care of her too tip and commission.  Brent carried my bags to the car. He looked at me and there was a sad look in his eyes. "I know Brent. Don't look at me like that. See you in a couple of days." He just nodded. I threw my purchases in the car. I felt better. But also when I went out on binges like this I would feel dirty afterwards. I looked at my watch. It was close to three o'clock. I had got high and so now I was hungry. I pulled my car into the parking lot of Saltgrass. That's when I saw her. Shannon Monet. Houston's IT girl. She was on the Urban League. She had her own cooking show. Several restaurants. And Councilwoman. She was also my boss. She was in Saltgrass in Ramona Cavalli from head to toe. She had on five inch RC stiletto pumps and I got the shakes. We locked eyes. I nodded and so did she. We met at the bar. "Courtney how are you? Love those shoes. They look new." I smiled. She knew they were. "Thank you. How you been?" "I've been good. You got something for me?" I motioned to the waitress. Ordered a drink. Cranberry and Grey Goose. "I got a rat that we've been trying to catch. I know you have the artillery I need to catch him." Shannon Monet smiled gracefully. You see this bitch was definitely a lady but she was a beast under all that class. "Courtney I got what you need. What I get outta this?" "I'm gonna trap Albro and when I do you'll get the press you want and need and I'll get the payoff I deserve." Monet perked up. "Piggy you know what you doing?" "Yeah." "Alright I don't need to tell you whatll happen if this goes bad do I?" I saw the imprint of her garter holster. She patted it. "Unneccessary Monet." She shook her cocktail glass. "Call me in a couple of hours, ma. I'll have what you need." She paid the bartender and she and her driver left. Who knew the city councilwoman of  Houston was one of the biggest gun runners on the third coast. I shook my head and went over the menu. Im coming for you Ivory Albro. I think this lil Piggy wants Roast Beef today.

Love is an Action Word, Yo!

You know people don't typically believe that Piggy has feelings. I do. I've focused most of my time and my heart and soul on raising my son and my career. So I lay here in some satin Donna Karen mules with my .45 and I think. What is going to become of me? I have done some horrible things. Every day my addiction is getting worse. Left untreated, I knew I could resort to more and more deviant behavior. And hell I was a cop. Even still I had to do what I had to do. I got up and dried my eyes. I put on some blue jeans that were ripped at the knees, a white tee and some purple Promise open toed booties. I pulled my blonde locks into a messy ponytail. I grabbed my loot and my clothes and I left. As I passed the maintenance closet I looked for cameras. I pulled my fitted to shade my eyes. I knocked on the maintenance door. No answer. I opened the door and the concierge was still passed out. Around his neck but tucked into his shirt I saw a familiar badge. It was the same badge that the ese had around his neck. DSW. I closed the door. I took my gun out and hit the door knob until it came completely off. I picked the knob up and put in my bag. I headed to _____  and my spot. The playground at Welch Middle School. I pulled up and parked in the back. I saw his car slabbed park. My cell rings. It's him. "Where you at?" "I'm here." I put my .380 in my pocket and walked back to the swing set. He stood up. Held his arms open to me. I walked straight into them. Even after all this time his arms still felt like the safest place this side of my grandmother's heaven. "You ready to talk. I ain't got to tell you how slimy Albro is, do I?" I rolled my eyes. "No you don't. I got this." He took his finger and traced the outline of my lips. He would always do that. "I love your lips." We kissed. "Piggy I think you in over your head." "I'm okay ____. I've been in this for quite some time now. I've done well too. I mean its so easy for people to judge me. But y'all don't know." As we sat down at a picnic table _____reached down and put my foot in my lap. He shook his head. "I thought that you had kicked this habit. But I can see that it has gotten worse." "Don't do it ____. Its not that bad. I gotta handle on it bae." He looked at me and there was geniune concern in his eyes. "Courtney, I barely recognize you. You are responsible for Gttto's death. Albro set you up Piggy! You have taken out the only person who is was higher than him in this shoe shit." My heart start beating fast. This couldn't be right. I had been played. "Albro starts telling me how he got a cop on his team. He had sent the ese to set you up. He figured he would send the ese to you with some bs work and you wouldn't go for it. That's how he found you." I was sitting there in shock. "Albro told you this?" "Yes so when he showed me your pic, I insisted on him introducing me to you so to speak." "Omigod, _____ What do I do? We have several more heists to plan." "We can overthrow Albro. You and I have been through some stuff baby. We can do this? You still trust me?" I smiled and ran my hand down his handsome face. "You know there is no such thing as trust in this business. But we had affairs outside this game. I will love and trust you forever." I meant every word I said to him that night. I still had my doubts. But the truth is I had missed him. This would be the test. He knew how much I loved him. Now we would see how much he loved me.

Its my heist and I'll cry if I want to......

I went back to the hotel. _______ was already there waiting on me. Our eyes met and it was fire. I turned my back to him and figeted with the key. I knew he had a thing for the nape of my neck. ______ didn't let me down I felt him bend over and I felt his warm breath on my neck. He took the key and unlocked the door effortlessly. Kissed my neck and guided me into the room. "Where you been girl?" "Around. Where you been boy?" He turned me around and kissed me until I was light headed. That pulsing that had started between my legs was now a drumline. You know the feeling you get the very first time you try on a pair of Manolo Blahniks? That was the feeling I was having. He placed his large hand up my dress and he moved the flimsy material that was my panties away from my Bermuda Triangle. My leg was on his shoulder and I was able to get a really nice view of my Christian Louboutin shoes. They were red with a five inch heel. They had an ankle strap that came with a lock. The key was attached to my panites. _____ found the key. He kissed my calves and my ankles. He unlocked the left shoe and then all of a sudden there was knock on the door. Instinctly I snatched my .380 out of its holster and _______'s nine millimeter made its appearance. I nodded at him. "Were you followed?" "No Piggy." I staggered to the door. "Who is it?" Room service. I forgot that I had ordered fruit and champagne. I was still unable to see through the peephole. I motioned for ____ to look. He said stand back. I had his back. He opened the door and that's when I saw him. It was the concierge and instead of a tray he had a Mac in his hand. A quick jab and he was outta there. ______ had laid him clean out. "I didn't kill him. I probably should have. What you got going on? I come back and now I hear you a cop but you involved with Albro's schiesty ass. What's going on Piggy? I want the truth."  I watched him drag the concierge and throw him in the maintenance closet down the hall. He walked back into the room. "And? I'm not playing with you Courtney. Start talking and start talking now."  I looked around. "Okay I'll tell you. But not here. I gotta go. Meet me at our old spot." _______ looked torn a bit. I knew he had something to say. "_____ what is it?"  "Piggy I think I need to tell you now. I'm married." I just looked at him. "I already know that. September 12, 2010. I put $1,500 in an evenlope as a gift." "That was  you?" "Jody is a pretty girl. You guys look great together." What was I doing? I got a slight headache. I went over and grabbed a Taupe Louboutin shoe. I wrapped it in a towel and placed it on my head. My headache got better. "Piggy I don't kno- I cut him off. "Don't do that. We good. I love you _____ and my love is forever like the sophistication of Chinese Laundry shoes. Give me a minute. I 'll meet you at the spot in about an hour." He kissed his hand placed it on my heart and he was gone. When I knew he was on the elevator, I took off my dress, laid there in my pretty panties and one red pump and cried.

MAC-nificently Piggy....

I had to hold it together. "Albro, what are you talking about?" "Look Piggy _________ AKA Mac is the man on these streets. Just use him as another resource. Besides that this next heist I have planned you are gonna need some muscle." "What are you talking about? I have a squad." Our food was brought to the table. I watched _____ pierce a shrimp with his fork and put it up to his mouth. My heart was beating as if it would come out of my chest. There was still a lot of sexual tension between us. Lord knows it had been a long time since my body had had a FIX. Albro's voice brought me out of my trance. "Piggy? Did you hear what I said?" "No I'm sorry. Guess I'm a little tired. Albro, Mac would you excuse me for a minute?" Both Albro and ______ rose as I left the table and headed for the ladies room. My panties were moist. I had to contain this. I knew that if necessary ______ and I could work well together but on the other hand it might be the worst mistake of my life. I had a career and my son to think about. I washed my hands, reapplied my Berry lipstick and pushed the bathroom door open. He was standing outside the door. He had that look in his eyes. "Piggy those are some bad shoes you are wearing." "Christian Louboutins," I whispered. The next thing I know he pushed me back into the bathroom. He picked me up and placed me on the bathroom counter. I was more than excited. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He ran his finger from the center of my forehead, down to my nose, across my lips and on to my cleavage. "Ooh Daddy, I missed you." I moaned. This man brought up feelings I couldn't explain. "Daddy missed you too." I could feel his erection through his Armani pants. When our tongues touched I exploded. "You still love me, Piggy?" I moaned. He repeated his question. I wiggled from his grasp and raised my dress. Extending from my hip to my thigh was the word LOVE etched in my skin. LOVE was illustrated in a microphone and its wire underneath it spelled _______. He had this tattoo on his arm. This was my attempt to keep him with me. I watch his breathing slow down he took my hand and placed it on his chest. It was beating a mile a minute. I kissed his lips. HipHop's bars. I left the bathroom. We would play games like this. I got back to the table and Albro was gone. He had taken care of the tab and left. My cell rang. "Where are you staying?" It was ______. "DoubleTree. Room 2004." The line went dead. I got excited. I knew I couldn't let my defenses down but with ______ I could be myself. I headed back to the hotel. Little did I know, I had been followed.

When Piggy met ______.......

I met _______ when we worked together. We used to do sales at a call center. From the first time we met I knew that we had a connection that was far from physical. Not only did my body crave him but my mind and soul did. I knew that I could love _______ forever. We would have some serious sessions. Sometimes that would be talking. We would listen to music. We got high. And we would make love hours on end. His touch would send waves through my body and when we kissed I always felt like I was giving him all of me. I sit and think about the last time we saw each other. I knew that ________ was torn. Him and I were so much alike. We loved the streets. Him more so than me. I loved him so much I couldn't make him choose. But how I loved this man's mind. I yearned for his passion. His hands caressing my body ignited me but his ideas sent me over. Now he calls himself Mac. Here we are together and there is a pulsing sensation between my legs. "You look good, Piggy. Smell good too. Albro told me he knew you and I had to see for myself." My heart fluttered a bit. I licked my lips. He touched his groin. "I missed you." He bit his bottom lip. Suddenly Albro comes back to the table. "Excuse me y'all had some business to attend to. Piggy have you simmered down a bit?" "Im fine Albro." The waiter came back to the table and took my order. Prime rib medium rare. mashed potatoes and asparagus spears. _______'s leg brushed mine and the heat was so strong Alhro sensed it. "Damn, what's wrong with y'all?" Mac took a sip of his cognac. I looked Albro dead in his eye. "Why do you ask? I'm fine. I would be better if you paid me though." "Piggy you will be paid handsomely. I won't take a cut off this job." He raised his hands as if in surrender. "I got another heist for you and I believe that _____can help you." A flood of emotions ran through me. Piggy what are you going to do?

Piggy Reminisces....

When I arrived at the restaurant I was still a bit cautious. I didn't know if we had been followed from the warehouse. Albro was the name I gave the hostess. When I arrived at the table Albro and another man  stood up as I approached the table. Albro was dressed in a double breasted suit Italian sik tie and Italian Ferragamo shoes. Impeccable taste. "Piggy, you clean up nice girl!" I chuckled to myself. Ivory Albro was as country as they came but this man had power and it was oozing out of his pores. I sat down. Ivory introduced me to his comrade. Broad shoulders at least 6'6. When I saw him it I was taken to a good place. Hip Hop is the name I gave him. "Piggy, I want you to meet a long time friend of mine. This is __________. We've done business for a long time." "It's nice to meet you _________." I smiled as he took my hand and pulled out my chair. "Nice to meet you too, Piggy. But you can call me Mac." I sighed Mac intrigued me. Ivory cleared his throat. Turned to Mac and said, "Damn Mac, take it easy. Her bite is vicious." The waiter came and asked if I wanted a drink. "Merlot." I turned to Albro, "We have things to discuss." He took a puff from his expensive cigar. "Yes we do young lady. Do you want to eat first? They have some awesome steaks here." "No Albro I prefer bullshit on an empty stomach." Mac chuckled. "See what I told you, Mac. Alright you did some amazing work so on this job I'll only collect 25." I giggled. I figured I was doing so because I was in this amazing Ramona Cavalli dress and I felt womanly and girly at the same time. "I say that this is my sting you get nothing from this one. You set me up. Gitto was there and he had backup." "CC I knew you could handle yourself. You're a cop by trade so I knew this would be nothing for you." "Look I handle my business but this isn't open for discussion. What are our next plans?" Albro's phone rang. He excused himself from the table. Mac looked at me. "I take it he doesn't know that we've already met huh?" I breathed deep and heavy. "No he doesn't." He touched my face and I held his hand. I went back to when we first met....

Survival of the Piggiest....

My squad and I delivered the loot AFTER we got our cut. I had booked a room at the Doubletree Hotel. 20th floor. I paid cash for the room. I know we must have looked a sight. Three women dressed in black overalls and tube tops. Plenty of duffel bags. I handed the concierge a hundred dollars and told him to take care of truck and nobody comes up to that 20th floor until I check out. He smirked at me. Turned his nose up at my offer. I flashed my badge. He took the money and nodded. We had an understanding. We upstairs. I locked and bolted the door behind us. Dynastie screamed. Mychelle joined her and they danced around the room. I emptied more than two hundred thousand dollars in cash onto the King sized bed. We divvyed up the cash. I sat on the bed and put my hands on my head. See I trusted these women but only to certain extents. I exhaled, "So I know I don't have to say that what went on today stays with us, right." Dynastie scoffed and sucked her teeth, "Bitch please we in this like you." Mychelle put her machete in its case and looked at me. We had a quiet mutual understanding of things that came from years of us doing dirt together. As they both walked to the door we said goodbye. I knew I would have a few more jobs for them. I didn't know it then but I was going to have to kill one of them. It would be conducive to my SURVIVAL. And survive Piggy would. My cell rang. It was him. Meet him at Vick and Anthony's. I made a quick trip to the galleria. Bought a strapless RED evening number La Perla lingerie and I had the perfect Louboutins to match. I sprayed Cashmere on my cleavage and in the Bermuda Triangle. I was prepared for anything. My .380 tucked snugly in the garter holster between my thighs. I headed over to meet my boss for dinner.

Piggy does what she gotta do.....

When the smoke cleared, it was my gun that was smoking. There was a bullet between Gitto's eyes and the goon with a shotgun didn't want no part of this. I walked over to Gitto. I pulled my Blackberry out. Snapped a picture of him in his final state and sent it to Albro. That meant my fee had just doubled. I looked at the other goons and I gave them instructions. There are two hundred pairs of Loubou shoes. They are each individually wrapped in tissue and in their own boxes. The product is not to be harmed. Dynastie you make sure they load the truck. Mychelle you come with me. I need to get in this office. Dynastie called my name. "I trust you Piggy. So I assume you kno what You've done. That's your bullet between Gitto's eyes." She had a point. I reached into my bra and pulled a shell that was from my gun and I tossed it next to Gitto. "So now everybody will know Dynastie. Let's get it we aint got much time." Mychelle took her machete and got us in the office. Not only was there more connect information but I left with close to two hundred thousand dollars in cash. The trucks was loaded. I got a call from Albro. "Piggy you a cold ass bitch." "Do you have my money Albro?" "I'll be waiting. Come see me." I hung up. Dynastie drove my suburban. Mychelle drove the truck. Me I wanted to ride with the precious cargo. There was a Christian Louboutin shoe for every kind of girl. Here I was a girl who just crossed over to the dark side but hey I would be doing so in Fabulous shoes. Either you love Piggy or you don't.....

The Warehouse Heist

I turned to two people I trusted my life with. I grabbed the 4-5. Let's get it in. We walked up to a warehouse and it had a padlock on the entrance. I scanned the perimeter for a camera. I didn't see one. Mychelle tells me to stand back. I watched her raise the machete high over her head and then the padlock fell to the ground. It took all three of us to lift the door. When we did there were rows and rows and rows and then more rows of shoes. My nipples hardened. This was it. My cell vibrated. It was Albro. I sent it to Voicemail. Dynastie whistled, "This shit is crazy yo!" "I know we gotta get it, Dynastie the Series." I turned to Mychelle. "WTF are you involved in Piggy?" I was annoyed. I sucked my teeth. "Look are we gonna stand here and debate or are we goin get these shoes?" All of a sudden I heard voices. A man screams out. "We know you're here. Come out." My squad and I came out front and center. There were four Italians. Only one was armed. I stood out front. "This is how this is gonna go. We're here as a favor. We're gonna clear this warehouse. You gonna give us a truck and you're gonna load it. Nobody gets hurt and we all get to go home." "So you think you can rob me? Is that it?" He motioned towards his goon and he raised a shotgun. As if on cue Dynastie hoisted her AK. I said, "Gitto, this could go bad really fast for you." "Oh yeah,' Gitto says. He drops his cigar and Mychelle drops her lollipop.  The first shot is fired.....

Piggy and her squad....

My cell rings. It's Albro. He has information about a shipment of different pairs of Christian Louboutin shoes. I got excited. "Piggy, this is our big payoff. Don't f@!k it up." "I won't." The thing is I was right in the middle of work. My captain was handing out assignments to me and the rest of the tactical narcotics team. I had a sting that I was required to be a part of. Those red soles however was calling my name. Ivory Albro gave me the address. It was off Holmes road. I assembled a team: Dynastie faceliketrina the second baddest blonde I knew. She cold with a AK and some flat irons. I got in touch with Machete Mychelle. This bitch shot her old man when he didnt come home from a dice game and she had a shoe habit like mine. Dressed in black we jumped in my suburban. My cell rings again. It's my son. Al Green was crooning on the radio. Dynastie turned it down. "Hey mommy, what you doin?" "Im playin cops and robbers baby. What are you doing?" "Watching Spongebob." "Ok make sure you're in bed on time you hear?" "Yes mommy I love you."  My eyes watered and saw Dynastie and Mychelle smile. "I love you too, Cobee." I hung up. We were at the spot. I checked my weapon and saw Dynastie put a slug in the chamber. Here we go.....

Piggy Gives in....

" Ivory Albro I'll work for you but I want in on your business." He took a drag on his blunt and exhaled. "Aight Piggy. You in but if you f!@k me over I’ll have You in round toe pumps from last season." " Lets get to work," I said. Gave me a list of his contacts.  My job was to kick down doors of shoe warehouses, throw a lil muscle around, and COLLECT. Albro don’t know eventually I would be TEXAS shoe Queen pin…..

Piggy Thinks Back

Ivory Albro looked confused. "Didn’t take your Blahniks, Piggy. Maybe you need to sit here and think about who you pissed off,"he says. I did. I sat and thought about all the things I had done. I held up a couple shoe stores months before. I high jacked a rig who had shipment that was headed for the Galleria. That was a big heist 4 me. I caught this lady coming out the Louis store. I snuck up behind her .45 behind my back. I had to get her...

Where the hell are Piggy's Blahniks?

Having the ugly shoe on put things in perspective for me. I had to do what I had to do. I screamed again. Ivory Albro removed the shoe. "Glad you see things my way." He put the Donna Karen T-strap back on my foot. My senses instantly calmed. He says,"Imma untie you. Play nice Piggy or else." "Who took my Manolo Blahniks," I said. "What," he replies. I moved my blonde locks from my eyes. "Someone took my shoes dammit and I want em back....."

UH-OH Piggy!

"Ivory Albro, I'll never work for you." "Is that right," he asks. "Ok."  I saw him pull out a Fiona brand shoe. Through clenched teeth I said, "Payless." He removed the DK shoe.  I screamed.  He pointed the same Desert Eagle that he'd hit me with. "STFU, you're no longer under control CC. Looks like I've got you by the nuts now."  I could feel my body convulse as he put me in the payless shoe. My life begin to flash before my eyes....

Albro sets Piggy straight!

I looked Ivory Albro in the eye. " Imma cop. Remember? They're probably on the way now." He laughed "Bullsh#t, I doubt very seriously.  HPD sick of you.Besides that I found an ese in your trunk almost dead." "What you do to him," I asked.  He laughed again. "I fixed youu up," he says.  "Don't you feel better?" I looked down and I was wearing Donna Karen T-Straps. He had put them on me earlier. I was shaking violently from withdrawal. "You got a bad addiction girl and I'm the fix," he says....

Ivory Albro Propositions....

He says, "Settle down we need to talk. " I fidgeted. Ivory Albro is a powerful man he command attention. HPD had been trying to get him but he always got off. Still tied up, he helpd me off the floor. Rubbed his hand on side of my face. I spat at him. He then slapped me swiftly across my face. I staggered. "I hold life and death for you in da sole of dis shoe." He waved the Gucci shoe in front of me. " I know your secret and because I do, you work for me now..."

Piggy meets Ivory Albro....

 I woke up and a man I’d never seen was waving a Ferragamo pump under my nose he had hit me with his gun my hands were tied behind my back my eyes focused I was blinded by a diamond studded DSW pendant here he was Ivory Albro the biggest Stilleto Kingpin on the 3rd Coast he had a shell casing in one hand and a Gucci shoe in the other he blew hydrobubonic smoke in my face we finally meet he says.....

Oh Shit! Piggy's in Peril

I got my Gucci dump threw my .45 in the bottom put on matching tennis shoes i had i stepped into them tugged on a black wife beater black jeans pulled my hair into ponytail cops don’t like being victimized I saw a pair of green platform pumps never worn DESIRE was in my eyes I wanted to---Wait I’m getting off track FOCUS Courtney I remembered Mr.DSW in trunk I dropped keys picked them up and rose to the barrel of a gun....

Hell Naw

I kicked my door in nothing seemed outta place initially but when i went in my room things were in disarray my shoe haven had been compromised shoes were strewn about i realized that they had got em i sat down on the bed with my gun hands on my head....cell rings....a voice i didnt know says i got em b!@ch the phone hung up i knew what i had to do i traded my Biretta for my hand cannon .45 gotta save MANOLO BLAHNIK...

Somebody dare crossed the threshold of my Queendom!

Now he's in this dark ass trunk tryna to figure out how he's gonna get his crazy ass out meanwhile my cell phone rings its ADT someone has broken in the central location my SHOE HAVEN!!! I gunned it this cant happen i pulled in frnt of my home there was a familiar Jaguar in my driveway i hear MR.DSW movin in the trunk my pistol's is off safety i count 1,2,3 and i put my stilletto thru the frnt door.....

Piggy had to do it.....

he says aint you a cop i pulled his hair harder "And?" how did he know this i asked him who had sent him to me just so we was clear he and Bonnie was eye to eye he begged and kept telling me how bad I was in round toed pumps hell I knew that Who sent you? he handed me a badge that said DSW LOSS PREVENTION I'd been set up i took the ass end of Bonnie and laid out MrDSW shit think shit think quick put him in the trunk...

 

This Could Be a Double Cross Piggy!

Product was good he pulled a Steve Madden out i set it on the scale i watched it I watched him it went backNforth he says" its good?" I said "hold up" i could tell that whoever "cooked" this shoe tried to get extra grams scratchin the pyrex i saw sweat form on his forehead "the weight is off"i said his eyes glistened counting my money stepped back he raised his hands i aimed Bonnie at him "I MUST HAVE FABULOUS SHOES"

 

She Goes to Meet Him....

wtf I eave the spot my connect says meet @ 9700 Harwin I got that itch on the way another text says "Courtney, I got the YAYO." I made sure no one had followed. I pulled my scale out and checked my clip He was was waitin on me but i didnt trust him i needed to weigh the product this aint my first rodeo i set the scale up touched the product I put it on the scale 16 3/4oz the weight of a Christian Louboutin shoe.....

Revelation....

My gun was back in its holster but a trickle of sweat slid down my back.  You see there was no one there. So I closed the door of my climate controlled shoe haven and that's when I saw it; my red Chrisitan Louboutin pump, but it wasn't there before.  I picked it up someone had worn them i pulled Bonnie back out and I rounded the corner.  I spotted the shoebox.  I heard Mind Playin Tricks on Me.  Cell alert text msg "Zapatos"....

How it all started...

Why am i in this closet? I would like to say that I'm thinking. I can see someone coming towards it. I have my hand on the silk Steve Madden shoe. I smile as it takes me back to the happy place where we first met. I recognize the voice as those HATERS then I spot the PROMISE boot I purchased. Their voices get closer my Biretta comes out the holster..I'm not going back you understand. I MUST ALWAYS HAVE FABULOUS SHOES DAMMITT....